Gods, Contracts and Frogs (2/2)

“I am a G.o.d, and you are dead. Dead men don’t talk. I don’t hate impudence but only from women I want to break.” replied the G.o.d of horrible fas.h.i.+on sense.

“You are the G.o.d? Shouldn’t you be like…all glowing and with angels instead of this depressing Evil Overlord setting? Also, I am dead!?”

What! I too wanted to have a soulful last moment where I describe everything around, about and with me. That’s how people die in fiction.

“I said a G.o.d. Also not of this world. And again, stop talking, mortal. Hear my words and depart, kin of the fallen”, he waved his hands, “You will be sent to another world. You will fight the demons there to defeat the demon lord. I will give you 3 gifts as mandated by the Covenant…”

I hoped this was a dream. What the actual h.e.l.l did I get high on this time?

“Stop stop..wait. Why? Why was I chosen and why the heck would I fight battles for some other world?” I protested loudly.

“Shut up, mortal. Know your place. You will do as I say because you have no choice, you are dead in your previous world, and have nowhere to go. You will do as I say because you are powerless to refuse. You will do this to provide us with entertainment. Do not think for a moment that you were chosen to be a hero, or that you are special. We G.o.ds choose mortals to play with. It is how we entertain ourselves. You are our p.a.w.ns and nothing more”.

“What? I wont do it! I refuse!” The dream grew more and more lucid. This couldn’t be real, could it?

“You still seem to be misunderstand something”, came the reply in a voice like cold steel. The form of the G.o.d seem to blur, as he appeared right in front of me. As fast as lightning, he whipped a staff at me.With a resounding crack, my lower jaw broke and dislocated. He added on in a voice like dripping acid, “You have no choice. Either, struggle and entertain me or die deliberately on the other side. If you do so, I will bring you here and imprison you for eternal torture. You will beg me to kill you, and yours wont be the first skull on my throne either.

I lay there in agony, unable to even make a whimper as I realized somehow, he hadmade me unable to talk. With a warm liquid dripping on my hands, I understood he had ripped out my voicebox too with his sword. I hadn’t even seen him whip out his sword!

The  world contracted around me, my vision tunneled in sheer pain and horror. I frantically clawed at my throat, trying to put back the things that were starting to spill out of it. Blood gushed out of me, and disappeared into the dark floor beneath.

“So, then”, he seemed to grow cheerful, “As I was saying, three gifts as per the Covenant and no more. The Gift of Knowledge, The Gift of Might and The Gift of Miracles. Honestly, I would have sent you with nothing, but our games dictate some base decorum, so there you go”.

I felt the relapse of my long standing depression. The realization of being made into a p.a.w.n slowly sink in, and a dull ache set in my heart, f.u.c.k this!! I hated the situation with all my might, I hated it with all I was. Yep, this is definitely real, with so much pain, no chance that this is some shroom. The thick smell of iron from my pooling blood wafted up, burning my nostrils.

“Good. That is right. Hate with all your might. Hate with your being. Because down there, only hate can save you, kin of the Fallen”, said the spiteful G.o.d, sounding amused as he continued, “I need your consent to send you in another world, Rigel. Please say ‘yes’. If you think you will refuse, you know what will happen”. He shook his sword that he whipped out in a fluid motion. Droplets splattered my face. My own blood!

His face pulled up in a grin,  “The Covenant only asks for consent, not how it is obtained.”

“Do you wish to accept Lord Zain’s offer and act as his Va.s.sal and be bound to the rules of The Covenant?”an impa.s.sionate androgynous voice resounded in my head.

What? No pop-up windows? Sometimes I wonder what is wrong with my head.

“I guess your silence means ‘yes’”, His Nastiness gloated.

You son of a…you ripped out my voice box! Oddly enough , the pain from my ripped voice box had grown tolerable.

The G.o.d made a sweeping motion and my wounds healed. The wounds start to close by itself as I felt nerves and muscles st.i.tch together of their own volition.

“Yes”. I said in a hoa.r.s.e voice, “Do I get weekly holidays and insurance?”

The G.o.d glared at me with his eyebrows raised up, “You really are...impertinent. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to choose you anyway”. he added with a dismissive gesture, “Off you go, go forth and entertain.

He turned away from me, his leather boots squeaked loudly in that silent room,“If you have any questions, fell free to ask anyone who is not me. Though I might pop in when I feel like it. Hope you had a pleasant evening”.

This G.o.d. I will kill him someday.

I felt a searing pain flaring on by back, and then I lost consciousness. Not again

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I woke up with the sun in my eyes. I lay on a bed of gra.s.s, looking up at the pleasant…what the actual h.e.l.l? There were broken ma.s.ses across the sky from horizon to horizon in a broad slanted belt. Looking closely, they seem to be clumps of broken landma.s.ses.

Are they something like Saturn’s Belt? More like belts of whatever-land-I-was-sent-to.

There were two more satellites or planets visible in the sky close by. I hope they crash and destroy this world. I was lying in a broad vale, full of trees that extended on all sides. They were quite normal, almost same as trees back on Earth.

I guess expecting glowing trees and talking plants are too much even for Fantasy settings, huh?

As I was thinking to myself, a lovely and mesmerizing voice reached my ears. Someone sung  in a foreign and exotic sounding language. I picked myself up and jogged towards the voice.The voice gradually strengthened and it was as if…the voice was pulling me towards it.

“Let’s try to get some info out of the splendid songstress”. I said to myself aloud, as if to dispel the fears of a new world. Talking to myself again, huh?

I suddenly came to a clearing. It was a pond. Lush green and blue and red vegetation ringed the deep green pond.

There you are, fantasy plants.

Oddly, there were no birds or insects on the trees. The area surrounding the pond was silent, except for the ephemeral voice. Tracing the source of the voice, my eyes fell upon a girl. With her back facing me, she was bathing in the waters. Snow white skin rose from the waters. Red hair flowed down her back, dipping into the water. I took a gulp, Now this is a fantasy. On so many levels. I felt like a voyeur upon a sacred scene, even so I stood rooted to the spot. A sense of fascination and danger sent s.h.i.+vers down my spine. Or maybe it is her voice?.

Suddenly the girl turned around and looked at me, in a flash covering herself up with leaves.

I wondered what to do, when the girl beckoned me with inviting gestures, water dripped down her curves. I walked up to her, thinking of what to say… I felt so confused, walking as if in a happy haze.

The girl smiled like an angel and rose up through the water. I mean literally above the water, the girl was attached to a 10 foot high frog like monster. The monstrosity hopped on its two hind legs just like a frog, had a mottled grey-green skin with reddish spots spread on its back.

Far from running away, I stood rooted on the spot. My legs gave way beneth me. The frog opened it’s maw. Two sets of razor sharp fangs lined it’s mouth. Overpowering stench of rotting meat a.s.sailed my senses. The girl was attached to the frog’s head , much like the glowing lure attached to an  Angler fish, made to lure prey. The girl screeched in a shrill voice, unlike her G.o.dly singing before.

I guess I won’t be taking you home tonight, eh?

The monster leapt up unbecoming of it’s huge size and charged at me. My vision tunneled, focusing on the huge set of teeth which loomed in front of me like a badly maintained guillotine. Its jaws chomped down on my arm while it rammed into me at the same time, throwing me against a large tree trunk, blocking my escape. The girl bobbed up and down strangely from her lower body that was attached to the frog head by a thick tentacle...no, like a mermaid, only in place of a tail, this b.i.t.c.h had a demon frog.

The girl smiled at me, her hands rubbed at her nipples, as if the situation excited her. Well, it probably does. Her mouth opened in a grin, a soft sigh escaped her lips as her lower mouth ripped at my hand.

Here we are at the start of the rewind.

*Shouganai= j.a.panese word meaning ‘Nothing doing’ or ‘It can’t be helped’. Much like s.h.i.+kata ga nai, which meas the same thing.

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